It’s no contest. It’s not that one or the other won, it’s that there’s nothing to contest.
I like to believe that the time has come when the ravenous eye is satisfied with media, fitness, and a well-engineered wardrobe. The rest of interior space can serve functional necessities, and exterior space supply the demands of recreation and context.
Works for me, anyhow.
It was my good fortune to know an art collector when I was young. His sensibility and ambitions did not reflect the conventional tonnage of mid-twentieth century domestic life. He lived in a little cottage, and he vacationed in a little shack. Both places were true to their original designs, straightforward in their furnishings, and conveniently located. They were deeply rooted in their own heritage, and all the owner’s excess went into the bank.